24"x32" pencil on cotton paper.
How can you give when you have nothing? How do you appreciate someone who asks for nothing in return? How can you peel your skin back, fix the hole in your chest, and take that breath you so desperately need? The sun rises and sets and if I could I would capture them all. Every time.
In a world of comforts how do we forget the simple hellos.The hand, the half smile with a stranger. Most of all to be human. I wish we would give more of us, more often.